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That title sounds like a dance doing the rounds on Tik-Tok. In fact, it probably is, but for the purpose of this blog I’m defining ‘funk’ as:

“A general feeling of shitness”

I may be a Personal Trainer, but I don’t enjoy training at home. If I ever bought a treadmill I know it would function primarily as an expensive coat stand. I may pick up a kettlebell, but it’d be used to prevent the door swinging as opposed to promoting similar movements from my hips.

This one breaks my heart.
I’ve had numerous iterations of the ‘fat friend’ conversation but two stand out.
The first is Louise (not her real name). This happened a few years back but I remember it vividly because 5mins into the consultation Louise was in floods of tears.
I’d begun by asking if she had any specific goals:
“I want to lose weight.”
A pretty standard response.
I probed asking if there was a specific reason why.
Continue reading “#24 – I Don’t want to be the ‘FAT Friend’”

On the plus side, Angus showed how fasting is a viable option if you have significant weight to lose. However, he does little to dispel the stereotype of Scotsman having horrendous diets in the first place (battered Mars bar anyone?).

A couple of days later Tess’s image started popping up all over my social media feed. Piers Morgan was going in hard (yawn), Fitness Professionals were aghast, and in general – people had strong opinions. I hadn’t witnessed this level of polarising debate since Brexit, Trump and that optical illusion dress (FYI – it was blue).